They were doolin, doolin-dalton High or low, it was the same Easy money, and faithless women Red eye whiskey for the pain.
Go down little dalton, it must be God's will Two brothers lyin dead in Coffeeville. Two voices call to you from where they stood, "Lay down your lawbooks now, they're no damn good."
Better keep on movin, doolin-dalton Till your shadow sets you free. And if you're fast, and if you're lucky, You will never see that hangin tree.
Well the towns lay out across the dusty plain Like graveyards filled with tombstones waitin for the names And a man could use his back or use his brains But some just went stir-crazy Lord cause nothin ever changed
Till they're doolin Neville Dalton He was workin cheap, just buyin time And then he laughed and said I'm goin And so he left that peaceful life behind
Simple Man (Original Version) Lynyrd Skynyrd Mama told me when I was young Come sit beside me, my only son And listen closely to what I say. And if you do this It will help you some sunny day. Take your time... dont live too fast, Troubles will come and they will pass. Go find a woman and youll find love, And dont forget son, There is someone up above.
(chorus) And be a simple kind of man. Be something you love and understand. Be a simple kind of man. Wont you do this for me son, If you can?
Forget your lust for the rich mans gold All that you need is in your soul, And you can do this if you try. All that I want for you my son, Is to be satisfied.
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Boy, dont you worry... youll find yourself. Follow you heart and nothing else. And you can do this if you try. All I want for you my son, Is to be satisfied.
the fresh air is intoxicating a gentle breeze, the kites are soaring higher people say there used to be demons before Christianity came calling the sloping hills that surround this place like a mothers warm embrace the mountains beyond , blue as the sky reach to the clouds in an attempted kiss we make a wish from our secret abode among this gulmohar trees someday we’ll have horses to ride for now , make do with our bikes the streams are teeming with tiny fishes all shapes and sizes and colours they mingle this serene november and there are all sorts of pebbles , shiny as pearls for keepsakes time for afternoon tea, lets grab the snacks and go hunt for birds out in the fields the eucalyptus trees are flowering and we wont come back emtyhanded as before the girls are still playing their silly game I miss the mangoes from summer wish there were some to steal even in winter I say lets go feed the rabbits See if they’ve grown On our way to play our final game We will be the new champions of turf football The neighbours are opening a new sweet stall Music blaring from all four corners Im sure we can get freebies If we stick around long enough this time Man , the sun is sinking, out on the west Frightening scenery, over those mountains Red , angry yellow, like paint running wild Maybe its feeling uneasy giving way to night The bamboos rustle and the leaves make shadows Why are they so scary in the dark Wait a minute , I know that smell It ‘s roasted venison and chilli and …. i can’t tell Looks like it’s time to take a bath Good thing the church bells wont ring tonight We can meet up again right after dinner You know the older kids and their silly girls Will light a bonfire , bring their guitar They usually have great stories to tell Although most will be made up as before We can come up with new games to play Hide and seek in the darkness Anyway , the fire’s warm and mom would’nt scold She knows wer’e right here on the lawn There’s a good movie tonight on TV Jackie chan in all his hilarious fury Maybe we should go in and have some warm coffee Slip under the sheets and turn on the tele. We’re on vacation , no hurry , no worry.
They are the SPECIAL ONE Many time I’ld rewind and playback on my mind those memories of mine that had since been.... long gone. No matter how crazy and silly many of them seems to me, with every little amount of knowledge and experiences that I believe I had gathered over the years, these memories came back every now-and-then and effects a smile in me, making those memories even all the more sweeter with each passing days.
I’ld be playing back for y’all, one such fine memories of mine. Back then, we’ld make it a point that every time it rains and we are having a school-suti(holiday), the rule had to be, going out in the rain and play fut-bol (Soccer). Siamboi, Muan, Mang, Siasiam, Thang were the names of some of my friends. We’ld all play in such a way that every one of us tries to get more dirtier than the rest of us(obviously I am). After the days’ most genuine entertainment is over, we’ld wash ourselves by taking a dip inside a well that happens to be near the school’s playground where we used to play the game. Those amazing moments reminds me of how great and good my friends were. Thinking about my friends, how we all were before, how things changes today and how I like to try and be able to do something good for them one day, keeps me going and can give me the strength whenever I needed one.
JOLLY GOOD He looked towards the heaven, Hoping something might fall, An object... a meteorites... Something he could admire, It could make his day superb.
He walked with closed eyes, Closing some three minutes at a stretch, Never did he fell nor hit a thing, Someday he just might walk for an hour It would make his day superb.
A NIGHT REMEMBERED That was the night when it rained When the raindrops starting to play its music Settled soon for the perfect rhythm Kissing the thatch above as it strikes.
A boy laying in bed his eyes wide shut Waiting for grandma who reorient the pot Making sure the leak wouldn’t bodge the shiny floor Try letting the rhythm of the falling rain lull him to sleep.
The wind now with its abrupt intense Messing up the rains perfect rhythm Getting the boy to open up his eyes one more time As grandma now reclining beside him.
Whence as if changing its mind The rain hath stopped and the wind calming down The driblets now dropping from the many tips of thatch Taking turn to play its music.
My Opera
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